The Dance

With a firm grip around your wrist she pulled you away from Annabelle and onto the dance floor, where other couples of white women and black men started dancing as well. She pressed herself into you, especially in the crotch area. „What a nice suit you’ve got there“, she said smirking at you: „Your salary would never be enough for that, right? Is it one of Mr. Adlers?“. Hurt by the remark about your wage you just nodded silently. The first time today you felt really uncomfortable. Humiliated, embarrassed and intimidated became the norm today but with her it was different. Until now it felt like a dream or a holiday far away from real life, but this was your boss. You saw her from time to time. It felt like all of the weird stuff that happened to you became real just now.

„Places like these are rare nowadays… You should feel honoured that you’re allowed to be here. Especially being rather capable still“, she told you with her eyes trailing off in the distance while she’s leading your moves. „Places like these?“, you asked intrigued by the idea of this mansion being just one of many others: „What are places like these?“. „Oh, John, you certainly aren’t the smartest boy around“, she replied chuckling a bit: „So, because you can’t seem to figure out your role alone. And because i always liked sweet, little, dumb whiteboys, I will help you. Mr. Adlers mansion here is one of the few sanctuaries for those who were oppressed for as long as your kind ruled this world“. „My kind?“, you asked but you knew the answer. „White men, of course. Well, I should say white boys“, she answered while rubbing your boner with her leg: „Mr. Adler made himself a Name in the high society by showing white boys their rightful place in the common society. Normally they have to be locked up on his estate. That’s why I was so surprised that your little white prick is still free and from what I can tell very excited… he must have some special plans for you”. You feel your dick harden as if it was made of steel. Short steel, but still steel. And your boss is still rubbing it like she is trying to make you cum in your pants. “You do like this, John, don’t you?”, she says excitedly and picks up the pace: “You love all of that… oh god, I will finally have an employee who knows his place. A white **** just for me… what will Caitlyn think of this, John? Will she leave you? I always thought she was to good for you”. You couldn’t believe what you’re hearing. Your strict and formal boss is grinding into your crotch while getting excited over the prospect of you being her ****? Not to think what she just said about your girlfriend. “Maybe we will just tell her, John”, she said and started moaning into your ear: “Yes, you heard me… she’s already here”. You froze immediately. The shock hits you in the stomach like a gut punch. This can’t end good. “I brought her with me, John. You sweet innocent girl… you never had sex, did you? I can tell”, she said moaning and grinding her crotch into yours. You’re so close to soiling your pants with your cum. Just as close as she apparently is to cum with you. “Don’t worry, darling, she’s in the caring hands of Master Angus”, she said and she holds your head so you look into each others eyes: “They’re bodies are probably already one… Your virgin girlfriend… taken from you. Perhaps forever. Once you go black… You never go back”. She presses hard against you as your shocked face turns red. “Keep your hands on my waist, John. I’m gonna tell you what will happen from now on. And I don’t want you to let go of me”, she said while firmly grinding herself against your cock, bringing you closer to orgasm with every breath: “Angus will take your girlfriend, she will probably want to taste the other masters too… Mr. Adler will have your useless white dick locked away by then. I will cut your salary by half coming Monday, you will **** away for me, your new queen. Caitlyn will either leave you or have you as her beta Cuckold, maybe she’s so nice and let’s you decide. The maids will tease you without mercy until you’re just the pathetic white puddle of a man that you always were meant to be… Mr. Adler will ruin your life, John, he probably already has”. She grabbed your ass and grinned so hard against you. And your hands were still firmly in place on her waist. “Think of this as your end, John”, she moaned and shivered in your arms: “And now cum for me! Cum! Cum for your own ruin”. And you did ss you told. All the pent up pressure on your dick finally bursted out wave after wave, shiver after shiver you shot your load right into your own pants. Completely staining them. You could barely stand as your boss still grinned you through your orgasm, giving you the maximum amount of pleasure you could possibly perceive right now.

“See?” You heard the familiar deep voice of Angus behind your dancing partner: “What did I tell you?”. You looked up from your post orgasmic bliss and looked directly into the eyes of your beautiful girlfriend in the arms of that big handsome black man.